Leveling Up with Skills Chapter 142

– Volume 6, Chapter 17, Chapter

142. 32 The God of Swords. Eheeli (2)

Taesan looked at a ghost with a body.

Her hair was platinum. Her hair was straight, with no curly hair at all, and it slicked gently whenever she moved.

His appearance was that of a standard handsome man whose lines were neither thin nor thick.

The clothes were very luxurious, as if to prove that he had said he was a prince. However, it was not aristocratic,

but it was an easy-to-move outfit.

“This…

The ghost, Bard Ray, was still groaning. The golden eyes were filled with embarrassment.

“The mirror. Show me the mirror.”

“You know I didn’t bring anything like a mirror, right?”

But there were similarities. Taishan activated an ice arrow. Seeing his face reflected in the ice, he stroked his cheek.

“under.”

Laughter emanated from Bard Ray. collapse. pleasure. Various emotions passed by his eyes.

“This is true.”

He muttered in horror as if he had barely calmed down.

“I didn’t know something like this was possible…

“Is that your body?”

“okay. Are you pretty good looking? Did the young ladies go crazy when they saw me?”

Bard Ray smirked as he joked. However , he smiled bitterly at Taesan, who was looking at

him expressionlessly .

“Don’t panic too much. Because I am also surprised.”

“Is it some kind of ordeal?”

“Perhaps? Seeing that you gave me this.”

Bard Ray’s hands were holding two wooden swords before he knew it. he said, waving lightly.

“It is probably a temporary body until you pass the ordeal. After passing the ordeal, he will return to his ghostly body. This is dangerous. You might end up hating

the end of the ordeal .”

It may be only a few decades or hundreds of years. Just looking at Bard Ray’s expression, he could tell how much he was moved by finding his lost body.

“Still… I have to do my job.”

Bard Ray aimed his sword at Taesan.

Taesan also pulled out two swords.

The conditions of the trials were confirmed as a system.

First condition.

Succeed in a blow against a ghost of equal status.

“First of all, this body’s stats are perfectly equal to yours. It’s shabby compared to its heyday, but this isn’t bad.”

Bard Ray swung his sword and said. With each swing, the swordsmanship became progressively faster and more accurate.

“This should be enough.”

Wedge!

The sword rang out. As

stats directly affect the body,

it is normal to not be able to adapt easily to sudden changes, but the ghost completed the adjustment of the body with only 20 sword strikes.

“The level of proficiency is the same as yours.”

The ghost’s sword shook dizzy. Taesan, who learned the same swordsmanship, knew that it was a dancer’s dance.

But I couldn’t follow it. It was difficult to grasp the dizzying movements of the sword.

“I can only use the dancer’s dance and wolf teeth. As explained, the conditions are equal.”

“They don’t look equal at all.”

Skill level and stats didn’t matter at all. The hero in front of him was several steps above him in terms of swordsmanship.

“That’s what an ordeal is like.”

Bardray chuckled.

Taesan remembered the second condition. All skills not related to swordsmanship are prohibited.

It meant that he had to throw away his strongest hand and fight.

“It’s embarrassing, but it’s a good opportunity. Also

the god of swords. I know exactly what you need.”

Bardray waved the tip of his sword.

“You can’t just wait. Come and have a look.”

It was as Bard Ray said. Condition 3. This ordeal does not end until the condition is cleared.

Whether it was porridge or rice, the correct answer was to try it first. As soon as he came to a conclusion, Taesan kicked his feet.

The opponent is someone who has mastered his swordsmanship. The stupid tricks don’t work. power from the start.

The sword swayed and drove like a wolf.

Bardray admired.

“That is correct.”

Techniques are meaningless to him now. You can trample and crush them all. So, from the beginning, you pour everything you have into it. That was Taesan’s choice and the perfect answer.

“But the right answer doesn’t always lead to success.”

Bard Ray’s hand shook. Very soft but sharp.

The trajectory of the sword, like that of a dancer, removed all of Taesan’s sharp movements.

Bard Ray stabbed Taesan’s shoulder with a wooden sword. Taesan barely twisted his body to avoid it and aimed for his side.

Bard Ray responded very simply. I attached a leg to Taesan’s leg to block his movement, limiting his attack and pushing it as it is.

Taesan’s body, not properly positioned, was pushed away.

“I don’t have an answer for this either.”

Taesan grumbled and waved his sword.

They had the same stats and proficiency, but the man in front of them was infinitely stronger than him in terms of swordsmanship.

Taesan is an apostle of Fabsha. Malesten had the same stats and skills as him, but he overpowered him without allowing a blow.

It was like that too. The swordsmanship Taesan learned was a swordsmanship that Bardray had mastered long ago. its owner and those who learned from him. It was clear which side would have the upper hand. Even if you had the skill, it was an impossible difference to successfully land a blow.

“So are you going to give up?”

“no way.”

Taesan kicked his feet.

Taesan took on the challenge.

He changed his method, changed the pattern, and twisted the movement itself to attack Bard Ray.

And Bard Ray had just finished all of them.

“That doesn’t work.”

Bard Ray waves his sword. It is a very simple movement with only a few tracks, but it blocks all of the dizzying attacks of Taesan.

“That doesn’t reach me.”

Bard Ray stabs Taesan in the pit of the stomach. Taesan pushes away with a weak moan.

Taesan, who had been pushed away, rushes right into it.

Bard Ray greeted him with a smile

.

This time was different from before. The movement of the sword faltered. Like a haze, it was a completely different swordsmanship from Taesan’s swordsmanship.

“Transformation is fine, but the basis of the movement is the swordsmanship I taught you. I’ve also made changes like that. Of course I know how to respond.”

Bard Ray lightly blocked it.

“It really is.”

Taesan let out a laugh.

No matter what he tries, it gets stuck perfectly

. I realized again what Malesten felt for him.

Bard Ray said leisurely, not sweating a drop.

“I told you. I can’t do that. You will need something else.”

“It’s noisy, so be quiet.”

Taesan grumbled and narrowed his eyes.

‘It can’t be like now.’

He gave various variations based on the swordsmanship he learned from Bardray and mixed it with his skills.

But all didn’t work. Bar Dray blocked it with a light movement as if he knew all about it.

Bardray’s Storm Scar skill is 100%. It meant perfect swordsmanship. Changes in movement and variations in patterns are all derived from them.

‘I need something else.’

Taesan closed her eyes. Bardray smiled at that figure.

‘ also.’

After a hundred attempts, Taesan realized the answer. Some

might call it slow, but from Bard Ray’s point of view, it was absurdly fast.

Taishan’s innate talent was not great. If you asked Bardray to name someone more talented than Taesan, he could name dozens.

He obviously has talent, but he was at a level where he could find it if he tried to find it.

However, Taesan had the ability to organize the thoughts accumulated through experience and come up with answers.

And it was more than that talent.

I could tell just by looking at the results protruding right in front of my eyes. Taishan said he was blocked as he entered the 31st floor. It’s hard to find a way to go any further. It is difficult to move forward.

It was natural.

Storm scar is Bardray. It was his swordsmanship, not Taesan’s swordsmanship.

In the end, there was a limit that could be reached. The proof was that he couldn’t allow him to strike with the same stats right away.

‘Though that alone is strong enough.’

If you train properly and focus on your sword, you can reach a level that can be eaten even in the depths.

However, it was his various skills rather than swordsmanship that allowed Taesan to come down to this point. Swordsmanship was always an auxiliary area.

‘You can’t beat me with my swordsmanship.’

He was the one who perfectly handled the Stormscar Sword. Even if it is limited by the system of proficiency, the experience does not go anywhere. Today’s Mount Tai can’t reach

him even if he tries hundreds of times .

And that’s the same even if Taesan’s proficiency reached 100%.

In the first place, it was his swordsmanship.

He learned, he developed, and he perfected the swordsmanship. Even

if others learned it, it would be impossible for a genius to handle swordsmanship better than the master who created it, and Taesan did not have that level of swordsmanship talent.

‘I can’t even throw it away.’

Stormscar’s sword has already

settled in Taesan’s movement. Throwing it all away was more difficult than reaching from level 1 all over again.

So I had to swallow it.

Just like Malesten did in the distant past, he had to swallow what he had learned and sublimate it into his own.

Bardray waited patiently.

It was only after an hour had passed that Taesan opened his eyes.

Those eyes were silently shaking. Bardray welcomed him with a smile.

“Looks like it’s done now.”

“To some extent.”

Still not a perfect answer.

However, it seemed to be enough to pass this ordeal.

[You started to create swordsmanship.]

Bard Ray happily waited for Taesan. Taesan cleared his mind and grabbed two swords.

A system window pops up noisily, but I get rid of it all. A lot of information and rewards were announced, but it’s not important now.

This time, unlike before, Bardray rushed at Taesan. Taesan responded as if he had been waiting for it.

Bard Ray’s sword waved dizzy. It was a sword with storm scars that Taesan also knew, but there was a trick in it that couldn’t be properly blocked.

Taesan hadn’t been able to stop that yet. It was the same swordsmanship, but the difference in level was so great.

But now it was different.

Kagagak!

Taesan and Bardray’s sword collided.

Bardray used a dancer’s dance to move the sword smoothly, and Taesan responded with a dancer’s dance.

However, the sword attack was different from before. On the outside, it was similar to a dancer’s dance, but the energy contained within it was completely different.

The dancer’s dance is a technique that moves like a dance by making the direction of force into a curve and shedding the opponent’s sword, but Taesan’s current move was more radical and violent. The direction of the force was a straight line, not a curve.

It was a sudden change, and

it was often the case that such a change turned out to be rather bad, but this time it was the other way around. Bard Ray couldn’t subdue Taesan as easily as before.

‘But… isn’t that great?’

Bardray tilted his head. It was a change that could be overpowered if one wanted to overpower it. In fact, when the ghost came out a little stronger, Taesan immediately started to push back.

Kagagak!

Sparks fly.

Taesan thought while closing his eyes

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Stormscar’s sword is not his. It’s obviously an excellent swordsmanship, but it can’t be handled perfectly.

I could tell just by looking at the battles up to this point. He used swordsmanship usefully, but it was only used as an individual swordsmanship and did not harmonize with his other things.

different from warriors.

Swordsmanship is not his main focus.

If so, what is his main focus? What did he believe in and came down to this place?

What should swordsmanship be eaten by?

The answer was fixed.

[You activated Acceleration.]

Level up with skill.